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128. Chapter 128 Concerned about his rhythm [128]

Morning, ten o'clock.

The heavy curtains were suddenly opened, and golden light shone into the bedroom, warming the whole room.

Xia Zhenai was a little dazzled by the light, she frowned slightly and opened her sleepy eyes.

"woke up?"

Xia Zhenai frowned and looked blankly at Leng Haoxuan standing by the bed.

Leng Haoxuan walked over personally and helped Xia Zhenai sit up.

"Are you hungry?" Leng Haoxuan's deep voice said: "Get up and have breakfast."

Xia Zhenai frowned slightly, looking at Leng Haoxuan with a somewhat strange look.

Leng Haoxuan picked her up, walked into the bathroom, walked to the sink, put her down, and whispered: "Be careful, call me if you need anything, I'm outside."

After saying this, Leng Haoxuan walked out of the bathroom without waiting for Xia Zhenai's response.

It wasn't until the bathroom door closed that Xia Zhenai regained consciousness. She felt her heartbeat speeding up and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

His eyes fell on the sink inadvertently. There were already toothpaste and toothbrushes neatly placed there. There was also a basin of filtered water and sterilized towels beside them.

She knew that Leng Haoxuan did all this.

At that moment, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Although she didn't know why Leng Haoxuan suddenly treated her so well.

However, he always does touching things in these small to insignificant details.

She had to admit that she was once again deeply moved by Leng Haoxuan's meticulous attention to detail.





In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Leng Haoxuan stood there, looking out the window, his eyes filled with silence.

It's impossible to guess what he is thinking.

The faint light and shadow hit his elegant and slender figure through the window, giving people a sense of tranquility and peerlessness.

Suddenly, a rapid bell rang.

The silence in the room was suddenly broken.

Leng Haoxuan turned around calmly, walked to the table, picked up the phone, and answered the call.

"Young Master, I have already received Miss Ziqing, should I send her there first..."

Before Qi Huan on the other end could finish speaking, Leng Haoxuan suddenly interrupted her: "Send her to the villa."

After saying that, he hung up the phone coldly.

His dark eyes looked out the window, flashing with an unknown light.

It was twenty minutes later when Xia Zhenai came out of the bathroom. She saw Leng Haoxuan sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. There was an exquisite floral teapot next to him. The floral teacup beside him was steaming.

The fragrance of tea slowly drifts in.

Leng Haoxuan was wearing a simple white shirt today, sitting there elegantly, holding a computer and staring intently.

Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the flowers were fragrant.

Looking at it this way, it looks like an exquisite picture.

It's just that this kind of scene looks a bit similar to Xia Zhenai.

In her mind, she couldn't help but overlap the man in front of her with the man in white in her dream.

Xia Zhenai couldn't help but frown. Before she had time to think deeply, Leng Haoxuan had already raised his eyes, disturbing the quiet beauty and causing a storm of surprise.

This stunning look is understated and luxurious.

It takes one's breath away for a moment.

It's as if a dazed god will turn this beauty into nothing.

Even though Xia Zhenai faced this handsome face for a long time, she still couldn't help but lose consciousness.

"Okay?" Leng Haoxuan said in a particularly pleasant tone: "Let's go downstairs and have breakfast..."

With that said, he stood up, picked up his coat, put it on her, and carried her downstairs naturally.

"Drinking tea in the morning is not good for the stomach." Xia Zhenai looked down, clearing his throat unnaturally.

Leng Haoxuan hooked his lips slightly, staring at her eyes softly.

Is this she started to care about his rhythm?

As soon as I went downstairs, the door was pushed away from the outside ...


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